Every once in a while,
I am just struck by how lovely life can be.
In spite of how hard bits of this week were,
there was a moment Saturday night,
when The Boyo and I came home after the 20th Wedding
(Titus and Staci Gee!),
collapsed on the floor,
Corgi between us,
and there was just this…contentment.
There was a Christmas tree.
A warm house.
And it was good.